I wish more people cared about you. I wish more people noticed what you were going through. I wish more people realized the great person you are. I wish you weren't the butt of the joke to everyone else. I wish your life was great. I wish so many things for you.

I wish they'd all come true now, today, this hour, this minute, this second. But can't work like that because it's got you in it's grip repeating the worst parts of yesterday.

But I know this wishing will work out. It's going to be okay.

Whether I'm telling you or me that, I can't tell anymore. We just both need it I guess.